Nothing compares to the joy of parents welcoming a child into their family. Our son, Chris, and daughter-in-law, Mandy, welcomed baby Zander into the world early on Sunday morning. And I am thrilled that I am a grandparent, by proxy, from this day forward. And my prayer is not just for baby Zander, but for his parents as well that they may be encouraged and strengthened in this new adventure of parenting.
Children are a heritage from the Lord,
offspring a reward(F) from him.
4 Like arrows(G) in the hands of a warrior
are children born in one’s youth.
5 Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them. Psalm 127 (NIV)

5 For you have been my hope,(A) Sovereign Lord,
my confidence(B) since my youth.
6 From birth(C) I have relied on you;
you brought me forth from my mother’s womb.(D)
I will ever praise(E) you.
7 I have become a sign(F) to many;
you are my strong refuge.(G) Psalm 71:5-7 New International Version (NIV)
And as a dad adopted into a family of three sons nearly twenty years ago, I know them after teething, after learning to dress themselves, and just prior to them knowing everything: their pre-teen years. An infant is a marvel that I get to see now in images and text messages – not as an uncle or a cousin – but as a granddad. Maybe I can be “Poppa”, which sounds a little better than my own name for my grampa, “Man”. Strangely, for a man who once spoke three languages other than English, that was the best I could muster as a preschooler.
Congratulations!! What wonderful news! Such a grand blessing! 💗
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Congratulations! Lots of love and light!
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Congratulations! Blessings on this wee child and everyone who loves him!
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I can definitely see you as “Poppa.” That child is lucky indeed in the grandparent department. Congratulations all around!
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Thank you! Im very excited.
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i have to tell you I’m getting a little scattered. Posts incomplete and unpublished, garage doors left open all night, unsure where I parked my car at work (when I move it more than once a day), and names of my old friend “whats his name”. And now I forgot to wheedle for any submissions for my Thursday guest post….
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OH NO!!! Wheedling is what we do, man! If you ever run out of fresh stuff, you can grab something from my blog anytime you like. Wasn’t there a hose incident recently, too? Oooh, I shouldn’t have said that! *whistles nonchalantly*
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hahahaha now you have given me excuse to dredge up my sordid garden secrets!
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It wasn’t much of a secret if you blogged it! Heh heh and you knew I couldn’t help myself!
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